Chapter 137: Trying to Persuade Seventh Uncle

Folding paper boxes, everyone knows how.

Fold like this first, then fold like this, finally fold like this...

Qiao Qiao was serious, every time he folded, he had to press the paper flat, Song Tan sat down and followed, and folded a colorful promotional flyer.

Good heavens, Aunt looked left and right, didn't have anything to fiddle with in her hand, Seventh Uncle's face was serious and didn't speak, thought about it, simply touched one.

By the time Seventh Aunt poured tea and came out, good heavens! The old man of the family was sitting there without a sound, the three guests who came had folded a stack of paper boxes.

Don't say, this thing seemed to have magic, Qiao Qiao sat there seriously, meticulously, didn't feel impatient at all.

Including Song Tan.

No matter how anxious she was, it was impossible to fold paper boxes for an hour or two, as long as she could invite the chef back today, it didn't matter if it was morning or afternoon.

Aunt Song Hongmei was anxious, but she had said all the good things to Seventh Uncle these two days, now that the children were at the door, if she said anything more, it seemed like this young person couldn't handle things...

Simply didn't say anything.

Seventh Uncle watched quietly, until he was slapped by Seventh Aunt, then he pretended to drink tea as if nothing had happened:

"You came, still for the house, right?"

Don't look at this question asked directly and meanly, but in fact, he was already very satisfied in his heart.

Seeing the big from the small, folding paper boxes, first is to see the attitude of these young people towards their lifestyle, second is to see if the young people have the patience to accompany them.

People are old, one is to love to chatter, repeating one thing over and over. Two is to have a little stubborn temper.

If it's someone who doesn't get along, they have to frown in two or three sentences, then what kind of old age support is that.

But Hongmei is stingy, but she is reliable in doing things—look at these two children, not only are they outstanding in appearance, but they can also endure the temper.

Look at that silly child again, he is silly, but he is different from ordinary fools, clear in logic, quiet, and his hands and feet are flexible when folding paper boxes.

If he is really left by his side to wash vegetables or cut a pier, slowly teach him, he can also do some work.

Thinking about this, Seventh Uncle was satisfied by five points at this moment.

People are old and refined, Song Tan's previous life of a hundred years, all were spent in cultivation, retreat, and farming, as if she were a fake old man. But putting herself in his shoes, at this age, good words need to be coaxed, but it depends on the situation.

Like their situation of asking for help, they have to tell the truth.

She put the folded paper box in her hand aside, and at this moment said sincerely: "Seventh Uncle, I won't hide it from you, I don't plan to live in the city in the future, whether you give the house or not, I don't care."

"You don't have to believe me, I brought some tea and honey from my own family today, but if you taste it, you will know why I have this confidence."

"Came here today, mainly to invite you to be a chef at my house. I contracted a mountain at home now, and there are many people eating every day. You know my mom's character, she can cook at home, but she can't handle it when there are many people, and I want to find someone to help her."

"As for Qiao Qiao," she said, and Qiao Qiao also looked at her: "You also saw it, this child is obedient and smart, now responsible for beekeeping and honey work in his hometown, over time, it is also a way to settle down."

"If you are willing to be a chef, we will discuss the salary. If you are willing to take him by your side to exert some strength and help, our family will be grateful."

"If you don't like it, he also has his own work to do, we don't force it, this still depends on fate."

These words were solid and sincere, Aunt listened on the side, and felt that her niece spoke thoroughly.

Seventh Uncle's joy and anger didn't change, in fact, he was very shaken in his heart, feeling that what the girl in front of him said was truly sincere.

Just like Hongmei said, the main thing is to invite a chef back, others are just incidental.

But he is old, now the focus is not on career, but on old age support.

Especially when the children are not by his side, the old couple has to cherish themselves even more.

"You child is also honest... I am old, and I won't tell you empty words. It's been so many years, obviously not used to it, why do I still stay in the city? Isn't it because it's convenient to see a doctor if I have a headache or fever?"

"If I return to my hometown, if something really happens, I can't even find a car to go to the hospital."

"Besides, you also know, people who are old have headaches and fevers, which is fine. If I fall and break an arm or leg, there must be someone to carry me."

Lying on the bed to serve, can find a nursing worker. But a series of arrangements before entering the hospital, that is not something a nursing worker can help with.

There must be a man in the family to be convenient.

"Girl, even if I don't count on old age support, just follow you back to be a chef, I have to consider whether this matter is convenient, right?"

As for what Song Hongmei said: This girl has great strength.

Seventh Uncle didn't take it seriously at all.

Great strength can do farm work, and carrying the elderly, that is two different things.

However, he made his concerns clear, but saw the girl opposite smile slightly, her fair cheeks instantly became vivid, as if full of certainty.

And then, the girl put her hands under the table, and without any force, Seventh Uncle felt a looseness in front of him—

Saw this large mahogany round table that had been used for more than ten years, she lifted it up just sitting there!

This thing weighs several hundred jin!

With this strength, carrying their old couple wouldn't be like carrying little chickens?!

Song Tan easily maintained the table floating, Qiao Qiao holding the promotional flyer was surprised: "It became higher!"

Then climbed up happily, and flattened the promotional flyer again.

The table didn't even shake.

And then, Song Tan slowly put the table down steadily, without making any sound.

Seventh Uncle couldn't sit still.

Even if his own son came, he is now forty or fifty years old, where can he have this strength?

To tell the truth, carrying the elderly, he was afraid that his own son who was not young would flash his waist!

Song Tan struck while the iron was hot: "Seventh Uncle, with this strength, are you still afraid that you can't take care of it?"

"As for saying it's inconvenient to see a doctor... You are younger than my grandpa! Just look at this body, not saying live to ninety-nine, ninety is no problem. Calculated this way, there are still twenty or thirty years, can't always live in the city, right?"

"If people are unhappy, then there are many problems. If the mood is good, move around a little in the hometown, instead, it is comfortable and long-lived."

"If you are really uncomfortable, just say it, I don't have to do farm work at home, what time can't be squeezed out? Once the car starts, we will be in the city."

"Although it is a bit far, I think compared to the mood, we must choose the more important one."

————Side note————

Another update is estimated to be after twelve o'clock. See tomorrow.

Also, looking at the Mid-Autumn Festival... oh my, how many days are you on holiday?

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